Never a Wrinkle on Her

My Bobby Beila.
Always perfect,
Always proper.
Never a wrinkle on her.
My Bobby Beila,
I adored her,
And she despised me.
Never a wrinkle on her.
My Bobby Beila,
A heart of stone,
Cold as ice.
Never a wrinkle on her.
A tortured soul,
Who saw evil,
up close and personal.
Never a wrinkle on her.
A tortured soul.
Scars unseen,
By the naked eye.
Never a wrinkle on her.
As a child I wondered,
What did I do to deserve your scorn?
Never dared ask the question.
Never a wrinkle on her.
As a child I remember,
Being scorned and ridiculed.
Never being able to measure up
Never a wrinkle on her.
As a teenager all I wondered,
What was wrong with me?
What did I do so wrong?
Never a wrinkle on her.
My Bobby Beila.
Always disappointed in me.
Never approving of me.
Never a wrinkle on her.
My Bobby Beila,
I tried, I really did.
To see all the good in YOU.
Never a wrinkle on her.
Now as an adult I understand.
How broken and tortured
You really were.
Never a wrinkle on her.
My Bobby Beila,
I wish you’d have been proud of me.
I wish you’d have loved me.
Never a wrinkle on her.
My Bobby Beila,
I don’t know why I still love you.
But for some reason I do.
But……..with many wrinkles on her.
I forgive you for it all…….
©henny123